"He'll shoor tell his mother, the young villyan," said Eliza. "An' then it'll be Mrs. Slawson for the grand bounce."
But Mrs. Slawson did not worry. She went about her work as usual, and when, in the course of her travels, she met Radcliffe, she greeted him as if nothing had happened.
"Say, did you know that Sammy has a dog?"
No answer.
"It's a funny kind o' dog. If you begged your head off, I'd never tell you where he come from."
"Where did he come from?"
"Didn't you hear me say I'd never tell you? I do' know. He just picked Sammy's father up on the street, an' follered him home, for all the world the same's he'd been a Christian."
"What kind of dog is he?"
"Cur-dog."
"What kind's that?"